Deep in Wuyun Mountain, dense trees cover the sky and the sun. Under the thick canopy, Feng Jueyu and "Rabbit Master" Jia Mu emerge from the dense thorns and weeds, like frightened birds, crawling underground and looking around.
After observing the surrounding environment and confirming that there was no enemy, the two fell to the ground and gasped for air.
After days of running away, day and night, the two of them truly experienced the embarrassment of being savages in the deep mountains and old forests. Their clothes had long been worn out during the escape and turned into pieces covered with mud.
The dirty cloth, disheveled hair, and dark complexion make him even more savage than a savage.
"Feng Jueyu, I... Hu... Hu... I don't know if I followed you wrongly. Where has all the pride you mentioned gone? Hu... How long will it take to escape..."
"Master Rabbit" had a look of reluctance and fell to the ground, panting like an ox, complaining to the Feng Da Killer: "I had known this, but I didn't know that by staying in Laoshizi's underground palace, I could at least have three full meals a day."
Regarding "Master Rabbit"'s complaint, Killer Feng took a few breaths and didn't take it seriously. Ying Sa's expression did not show the failure and unwillingness to be chased into the back alley. Instead, he was very interested and stretched out his hand to soak in the sweat and mud.
Tuhua wiped his face, and Fengda Killer said: "Do you regret it? Just this little ambition? Do you think it is better to bet your life and stay in the dark underground palace forever, or to try your best to escape from this place?"
How can Pian Dashan live without having to look at other people's faces in the future?"
"Of course it's good to live without having to look at other people's faces." Master Tu replied without thinking, and then sighed in frustration: "But it's been three days, and you and I have underestimated what Hen Wuji can do in Wuyun Mountain.
Neng Nai, how many people are there in Xilulin? Such a large area is actually full of their people."
Feng Jueyu nodded unequivocally. He did not refute this point. Indeed, he underestimated Hen Wuji's ability. In such a large area of deep mountains and old forests surrounded by groups, Hen Wuji was able to completely destroy all the passages out of the mountain.
Seeing death, as long as Feng Jueyu and Master Tu show their faces, standing in front of them will definitely be a group of vicious people with dozens of people holding broadswords and axes.
It is not difficult to kill these people, but the difficulty is that if someone discovers it, there is no way to run away for two miles with Mr. Rabbit, let alone leave Wuyun Mountain.
"Qinghouzhuang has fallen, Yanling's Thirteen Guards, Black Armored Guards, Wang Tong, and the old man are all missing. Manager Ma has been captured. With Xen Wuji's strategizing, they must not have to escape from Wuyun Mountain yet, we have to get there first.
I hate Wuji to find them before..."
Ignoring Master Rabbit's complaints, Feng Jueyu grabbed Master Rabbit who fell to the ground and continued running towards the deep mountains and old forests without waiting for him to rest.
The location where the two of them are located is already in the deep mountains and old forests in the true sense. With the surrounding woods, landslides, cliffs, and cliffs, even the green forest thieves are not willing to set up camp in such an area where no fat sheep pass by. Compared to Wuyun Mountain,
The Caishen Village is now much safer.
It's just that Fengda Killer knows very well that any mistake will lead to a life-threatening situation, and he never relaxes any of his nerves when he is on the road.
After running for a few more miles, the two of them came to a quiet place with a waterfall and a deep pool in the east. The waterfall was backed by a mountain dozens of feet tall. The sun shone from the top of the mountain, and the clear water pool illuminated by it was filled with bursts of golden color.
of wave light.
"There is water." Mr. Rabbit immediately became energetic. He has been using dew and wild fruits to maintain his life these days. Mr. Rabbit's three-petal mouth has already been cracked with seven or eight holes, looking like a mummy. When he saw the water source
, Mr. Rabbit jumped into the pool with a sudden force and drank to his fill comfortably.
Feng Jueyu did not relax. Observing the terrain and finding hiding places was a compulsory course in the escape course. His eyes quickly swept across the cliffs and old forest pools. Feng Da Killer quickly identified several hiding places, and then ran to the edge of the pool to wash himself.
Face it.
While the two were drinking water, the sounds of fighting rang out from the woods not far away, and a few faint blue lights rose into the sky, mixed with the low screams and screams of the warriors that instantly reached their ears.
"There is an enemy situation." Feng Jueyu suddenly raised his head, with a scowl on his face, he jumped behind a big rock with Master Rabbit, stuffed Master Rabbit into several large rocks with many weeds in the deep recesses, and then
Said: "Don't make any noise, I'll go out and take a look."
"Come back quickly." Mr. Rabbit couldn't praise his courage. Hearing the sound of swords clashing with each other, his legs trembled with fear.
"I will be right back."
Feng Jueyu sighed helplessly, and after making arrangements for Master Rabbit, he rushed towards the woods.
Following the sound of fighting, Feng Jueyu leaned against a big tree dozens of meters away from the fighting venue. He looked up and saw a dozen people not far away surrounding three low-level cultivators of the Spiritual Martial Realm.
It was a great pleasure to play for the masters.
The three masters at the beginning of the Lingwu Realm faced five masters with the same level of cultivation. The rest were just decorations, and there were even clowns who didn't know how to use Xuan Kung. Although the three surrounded Lingwu Realm warriors
He has a good foundation in moves and mysterious skills, and is experienced, but he seems to be gradually falling behind due to lack of physical strength. On the contrary, the warriors on the opposite side are all like wolves and tigers, full of energy.
Taking a quick look, Feng Jueyu immediately recognized the three people: Yan Qi, Twelve, Thirteen...
The one who was being chased was one of his own, so there was no need to ask whether the other party must be someone who hates Wuji. I saw two of the five Lingwu realm masters walking behind the other three, often making sneak attacks on the three Yanling masters.
Brother, the skills and methods used are similar to mine, and they are actually two killers.
Feng Jueyu frowned. It seemed that Jinyinhui and Xilulin had joined forces...
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu silently used the magic skill of impermanence of life and death, took out Zhan Shang and held it in his hand, and followed him around the dense woods.
Three of the five Lingwu Realm people are from Xilulin, two are assassins from the Gold and Silver Society, and there are seven or eight younger brothers behind them who are waving flags and shouting, which means that if they catch someone, they will be rewarded, and everyone is extremely excited.
, and there are two more who are holding An Qingzi to endlessly cause trouble for the Yan family brothers, and Feng Da Killer Wu Ming becomes angry when he sees them.
Walking around to the back of the fighting arena, Feng Jueyu struck out with lightning and ran quickly close to the ground. The Six Swords of Punishment never discriminated against the old, the young, the sick, and the disabled. As long as he took action, his only goal was to kill with one hit. In addition, in the hands of Feng Da Killer
The famous sword Zhan Shang, who was holding the hairy and broken hair, suddenly struck out like a bolt of lightning across the dark jungle...
Puff~puff~puff~puff~puff~
The blood surged up, and in the blink of an eye, the eight living beings in the path went down to the underworld to report to the Lord of Hell. The following few people did not know what happened and fell directly to the ground. Only two people were dying.
They saw Feng Jueyu's flowing figure flashing in front of them, leaving the two of them with frozen expressions of shock and unwillingness at the last moment of their lives.
With one sword and eight lives, Feng Jueyu's skills were several times more terrifying a month ago. Thanks to his escape over the past few days, he found the experience of being chased by killers from many countries, and rediscovered the exciting feeling of being a killer.
It is not an exaggeration to say that with the current level of cultivation of Feng Da Killer, if he had not brought Lord Rabbit with him, he might have counterattacked back to Wuyun Mountain to find trouble for Hen Wuji. Killing a few people would not be a problem...
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Green light flashed, and Feng Jueyu's sword was not biased at all, pointing directly at the backs of the five people with a line of blood that had not yet dissipated.
The five masters of the Lingwu Realm who were encircling and killing the three brothers of the Yan family did not expect that there was another master here. Their inadvertent mistake was a huge disaster. Before they could react, Feng Jueyu's sword
The sharp edge penetrated the back of a master who was at the beginning of the Spiritual Martial Realm and brought out a large amount of thick blood.
"Pfft! Ah~"
The man turned his head in disbelief, and saw a handsome face with water droplets on it. The ruthless murderous intent was revealed on the sharp face, and his eyes were filled with cold light, and those eyes were so deep that they made people feel cold.
, as if it could hasten his death, the master of Zhonghoutang opened his mouth, and breathed his last without closing his eyes.
Killing one of the masters with one sword was just the beginning of Feng Da Killer's serial assassination methods. He likes to use the shortest time to test his own skills and experience in everything he does, especially when killing people. It has almost formed a hobby and
Habit.
After stabbing one of them to death, Feng Jueyu raised his left hand without thinking, and quickly slapped the man on the back of the heart. The inner energy contained in this palm instantly destroyed the man's heart when the palm of his hand came into contact with the corpse.
From the outside, it looked like this man was just fatally wounded by a sword, but in fact, his internal organs were completely shattered.
At the same time, Feng Jueyu shot out three more extremely cold ice needles from his palm, and crashed towards another spiritual martial realm along with the corpse.
"careful!"
Since their companions were attacked, the other four people also discovered the sudden appearance of Feng Jueyu, and roared at the same time. The master who was the second target of Feng Jueyu's attack couldn't imagine that corpses could kill people, so he raised his old fist and tried to kill the corpse.
It flew away, but at this moment, three golden needles flew out of the corpse's chest silently.
The force of this golden needle was so great that it penetrated his chest with devastating force. A cold breath swept through his body instantly. The man staggered back two steps and then his whole body began to stiffen.
"Poison... needle..."
After uttering two words with his last breath, the man fell to the ground lifeless.
After killing two people in a row, the Thirteen Guards of Yanling also discovered Feng Jueyu. Seeing the ethereal and traceless Qinggong on his body, the three of them almost shouted in excitement.
"It's the young master..."
Yan Qi's short sword swung sideways, sweeping out a bright sword light. He had no idea where the strength came from, and in three moves, he actually forced the killer who kept retreating several meters away, and regained the upper hand.
"Quick victory..."
Feng Jueyu made two killing sounds in a row. His voice followed his figure and came to the side of a killer. A stream of heat blew through several familiar acupuncture points in his body. They were still a few meters away.
There was a gap of several meters, and in an instant Feng Jueyu passed by within a few meters like a ghost, and the famous sword Zhan Shang came out of his body, splashing out a fountain of blood...